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Collin Huff

Get out of my way

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a character in “Magic is Might II”, as played by BoneBrain

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FULL NAME:
Collin Reginald Huff

NICKNAME:
Col

AGE:
17

SPECIES:
Human

SOCIETAL POSITION:
Inferus

GENDER:
Male

SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
Pansexual

ETHNICITY:
Caucasian European Decent

DOB:
June 14th

HEX CODE
#D05340



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BLOOD STATUS:
Half Blood

HEIGHT:
5.2

WEIGHT:
150 lb.

APPEARANCE:
Collin dresses like a boy who just plainly doesn't care. His hair is usually unbrushed and his uniform crinkled. One might even spot a few food stains on his shirt and loosely worn tie. He's a slob in general but he does take care of his shoes as he's quite fond of the pair of sneakers he does own. Collin is never one to dress up and if he can get away with it he'd much rather wear a t-shirt of his favorite wizarding band 142 Staircases. Usually Collin can be seen wearing a beanie to cover his mussed hair. Collin has a deep scar across his left cheek and he is often seen picking at it when he is deep in thought or studying for a final.





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QUICK TO ANGER โ– CHALLENGING โ– DECISIVE
EMPATHETIC โ– FREE THINKING โ– HARD WORKING


PERSONALITY

Collin is very quick to anger, and that might be the first thing that one might notice about him. He spends a great deal of time looking pissed off at one thing or another, but should one take time to get to know him they would find a kind interior. Collin has a great understanding for how people feel and when he sees another person hurt his natural response is to stand up for them and set things right.

His fathers willingness to speak up for what he believes in has been one of the better lessons Collin has take from him. He's not afraid to call out teachers or students if he disagrees with something and is often seen as a little rude because of it. He's a free spirit and is not used to having anything tie him down as his father us usually too busy to do it.

BIOGRAPHY

Collin's anger stems from very valid reasons, his family was one of the many victims of the Dark Lords grip. His muggle mother was killed at the hands of a supported while Collin and his father, Henry listened to her screams. He still has nightmares to this day of that sound. The Fraternity members had sought out the Huff family as a sort of joining ritual for the Death Eaters.

The family had been having dinner one evening around the table, Collin was 4 and showing strong signs of having magical powers. He had been levitating some peas to dance in a row when suddenly the windows smashed over them and glass sliced through his cheek. Collin was quickly swept up by his father and his memories go a little fuzzy here. He remembers laughter and his mother telling his father they needed to run.

He's not entirely sure how they got away but in the end the Huff family had been whittled down to two. His father fled the UK to America where he got himself a small apartment in town. Henry distraught by his wife's passing took up major political standing and joined The Malfericarum. Collin remembers most nights his father working away at speeches or protest plans with fellow members. His father was angry and in turn Collin grew up in a very angry household. He spent a great deal of time alone fuming as his father set aside his paternal duties to avenge his dead wife.

And so when his letter came to go to school Collin took care of his own shopping and preparations as his father was away on another rally. He was so eager to join school and perhaps make a few friends, his anger stays with him often but he does try his best to tone it down while at school.



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QUIRKS
      Maticulous Collin spends a great deal of time on his homework and his studies and he is proud of the work that he does and at the quality and skill he does it with.
      Organized Collin may not care overly for his appearance but he does take care of his space and keeps a clean house.
      Shrewd Collin has no interest in spending dollar upon dollar and he will usually do his best to snag the better deal. He's not afraid to barter either.
      Always empty stomach Collin eats like there is no tomorrow, he's often sneaking food up to his dorm for a midnight snack and he usually can be found munching in class as well.

LIKES
      Smell of Firewood | Talking | Leading | Vinny | Swimming | Rainy Days | Ginger Ale | Eating | Quodpot | Physical Activities


DISLIKES
      Over Bearing Heat | Milk | Eating his Greens | Romance | Being Late | Being Patronized | Two Faced Folks




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HOUSE:
Orenda

GRADE:
11

WAND:
10" | Rigid | Acacia | Unicorn Hair Core

QUODPOT:
Beater

PATRONUS:
A Large Quarter Horse

BOGGART:
His Mother

STRENGTHS
Defense Against the Dark Arts Collin has always had the fear that the Death Eaters will return for him and so he has put a lot of effort in learning to defend himself.
Transfiguration Collin is adept at understanding the complicated formulas and general quizzical thinking that encompasses Transfiguration. He is very proud of this fact and enjoys transforming Vinny back and forth.
History of Magic Collin has a head for memorizing things and so dates and names come easy to him.

WEAKNESSES
Potions Collin has no head for potions, while the art may be precise and that is indeed a trait he prides himself on he just can't ever seem to get them right.
Voodoo Personally he thinks the art is a load of dark magic and hates the idea of using it.
Herbology Collion can't keep a plant alive to save his life. He either tries way too hard or forgets about it.



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AFFILIATIONS:
Collin like his father has a great loathing for the Dark Lord and anyone attached to him. He hates everything to do with the subject and will verbally attack anyone that says otherwise. He's quite eager to stand up to some supporters and bring about a free world.

FAMILLY:
Father | Henry Huff
Mother | Allyssa Huff (Deceased)

FAMILLIAR(S):
A small mouse named Vinny that he enjoys carrying around with him in his pocket. Collin cares deeply for the little creature and will not leave his dorm with out Vinny.

MISCELLANEOUS:
Collin has a great affection for the game of Quodpot and he has a new Nimbus broom which he treats like his most prized possession.




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FACE CLAIM
Asa Butterfield

USERNAME
BoneBrain


So begins...

Collin Huff's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Moira Blackwood Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Vladik Roman Volkov Character Portrait: Nori Camila Oaxley-Pado Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Joshua Woodbury Character Portrait: Mackenzie Xantara Character Portrait: Koda Cheveyo Character Portrait: Kieran Grimm Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Lavander Reed Character Portrait: Layla Tyne Character Portrait: Marina Rioni Character Portrait: Simon Rioni Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Dominic Hahn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Torrence Hollingsworth Character Portrait: Orchid Grimsbane Character Portrait: Vedika Kang Character Portrait: Ramsey Blackwood Character Portrait: Drachen Eld Character Portrait: Helena Eld
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00000...Remington's academic year is in full swing. The leaves began to turn deep shades of red and rusted oranges. Students study for their OWLs or practice Quodpot out in the quad. And when the free time comes they prepare for the All Hollows Eve Ball that will commence in a weeks time. A celebratory dance to celebrate the new world order, Remington and her students. Now starts another week of classes bright and early an autumn Monday morning.



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Ramsey Blackwood
[ Laveau ] [ #600A4B ] [ Outfit ]
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Moira Castillon
[ Laveau ] [ #E5857A ] [ Outfit ]
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Chase "Blue" Beckett
[ Fawkes ] [ #3B588D ] [ Outfit ]

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Being the morning bird she was, Moira was up long before the sound of her alarm or the starting of the chirps outside her window. She was to the baths and back before another student even stirred in their beds. She'd be lying if she denied the fact that she spent more than what was necessary on her appearance. But it seemed to be one of the few things she had control over in her life so she insisted on doing it regardless of time.

Unlike his sister, Ramsey hated the bloody morning and would much rather spend the remainder of the day in bed. He detested going to class nearly as much as he hated the school and practically everyone in it. He growled at the annoying noise that was his alarm clock blaring in his ears. He tried to roll over and smother his head in the pillow but to no avail. With a growl he yanked the clock from the wall then chucked it across the room at Drachen's head. "Oy! Asshole!"

He stumbled out of his bed, cursing as he stumbled over the mess of shit they left strewn upon the floor. Ramsey shuffled his way around the room in just his boxers, scratching his abdomen while yawning. He looked back over to Drachen, rolling his eyes. "Get up you lazy ass!" He ripped the blanket from him and chucked it across the room.

It didn't take long for him to get dressed in his far too expensive uniform. He snatched up his books and let Lenox, his quite large and hairy tarantula climb its way up onto his shoulder. "I'm going to go get Moira. You coming?" He slid on a pair of sunglasses while looking back towards Drachen.

Moira had finally finished getting ready just on schedule like every other day. She scooped up her books and slid them into her backpack. When she went to reach for her wand her hand started to feel around but came up empty handed. "Where in the world..." She whispered to herself as she looked around. Her eyes locked on her mischievous kitty, "Jinx?" Moira smiled as she walked over to her cat, carefully scooping her up into her arms finding her wand beneath her. "Stinker."

After finishing to collect her things, she headed out of her room only to be stopped running straight into a wall of a chest. She slowly glances up with a smile on her facing. But it quickly fades when she locked eyes with a hairy spider. She thought that maybe it was someone else and instead it was her brother. "A smile for me? You're too kind."

She scoffed, "I thought you... Were someone else." She held the door open waiting for her cat to prance out after her.

"Might I ask who you were expecting then?" He put his hand against the wall, blocking her in the doorway.

"No one." She slammed the door behind her and ducked under his arm.

Ramsey clenched his jaw as he shifted to offer his arm to his sister, "Come Moira, time for Divination."

Moira picked up Jinx and began to stroke her ears as she paced around the common room. "I do know how to get there brother." She had no desire to walk there with her brother because that not only meant him but most likely Drachen as well. Instead she continued to doddle around the common room hoping that someone else would walk past and save her from having to accompany her brother.

Ramsey slammed his fist against a near by table which made Moira jump and Jinx just about jump from her arms. She held her breath waiting for the price of denying him, but thankfully before he could do something a couple Laveau students walked through the common room waving towards her, "Hi Moira!" She waved back with a smile.

He angrily pushed off the table, "Don't be late for class or Father will hear about it." Without another word he adjusted his blazer and made his way to class, leaving Moira waiting in the common room.

Ramsey got to class with plenty of time to spare. He took his usual seat towards the back in the darkest corner of the room. He kicked the chair in front of it, spinning it around so he had a foot rest. He then leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest and waited, staring at the door.

Chase was sound asleep for far too long and would have remained so if it weren't for the sounds of already loud and rambunctious Fawkes kids weren't running around the common room. His blanket had long abandoned him somewhere in the middle of the night, along with an arm and leg both dangling over the edge of the bed. When the scream of a first year echoed outside his door he startled awake and fell to the ground. "What did I miss?" He wiped drool from his cheek as he looked around lethargically.

It 3 yawns and a good couple dozen of rubs to his eyes before he was able to actually open them enough to look at the clock. When he was able to read what it said he was up faster than he thought was possible, "Shit!!" He darted around the room, stubbing his toe on something new every second or two. "God dammit..."

Somehow he managed to get dressed in 2 minutes flat. His shirt tail was untucked, tie untied just dangling around his neck and a vest loosely draped on his shoulders. He ran out of his room shutting the door behind him. After a second or two he ran back, "Fritz!"" The dark ferret scurried out from under the blanket on the floor. Chase quickly snatched him up and placed him in his backpack. He grabbed a beanie that laid on the ground and then sprinted for class.

He was nearly to class, tugging the hat onto his head to cover his messy bed head. But then he was stopped dead in his steps when he nearly slammed in Professor Blackwood. "Professor."

He nodded his head before going to run around him. He was almost in the clear when the teacher grabbed him by his backpack and spun him around. "Not so fast."

Chase sighed, "What is it this time?" He said while sloppily tucking in half of his shirt.

"Get that uniform tidied up before class or you'll get another detention. Unless you'd fancy cleaning the owlery... Again." Professor Blackwood smiled slightly before nodding his head for Chase to hurry off.

He smiled towards the teacher, "Thanks!" He then continued towards class while finishing tucking in his shirt and tying his necktie.

Chase entered the class room not a moment after he finally got his uniform in order. He let out a relieved sigh before making his way to a table somewhere in the middle of the classroom. Once he sat down, Fritz wasted no time in running out of the backpack and moving to curl up into a ball in his lap.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Moira Blackwood Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Vladik Roman Volkov Character Portrait: Vasilia Anastassia Volkov Character Portrait: Nori Camila Oaxley-Pado Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Joshua Woodbury Character Portrait: Mackenzie Xantara Character Portrait: Koda Cheveyo Character Portrait: Kieran Grimm Character Portrait: McKenna James Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Lavander Reed Character Portrait: Marina Rioni Character Portrait: Simon Rioni Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Dominic Hahn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Torrence Hollingsworth Character Portrait: Orchid Grimsbane Character Portrait: Vedika Kang Character Portrait: Ramsey Blackwood Character Portrait: Drachen Eld Character Portrait: Helena Eld
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Another monday morning had appeared out of nowhere - just like the weekend just passed by on a firebold broomstick. Another week with classes and probably even more homework was ahead of them. And not to mention the All Hollows Eve Ball taking place in just a weeks time! Making most of the girls giggle in expectation, and most of the boys just walk around mumbling and being nervous.

The season was getting darker, and autumn was showing clearly. The leaves turning in to different shades of yellow, orange and red. Giving the illusion of the tree's being on fire. Rain season had begun. And whenever it happened to rain, the drops where smattering softly against the leaves creating a calming sound very fitting to the beautiful season. As the weather was getting harsher - so was the waves further down at the gulf of Maine. Smashing against the cliffs as a result of the winds and the currents.


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For a change, the sky was clear today. Making a stream of sunlight finding its way between the red velvet curtains in Tim's room. He was already awake. Not that he was a "morning person", but rather not sleeping much at all - resulting in a slight shade of dark bags under his black eyes. Instead of studying or spending time on his appearance, he was killing the time with push ups.

In the corner of his eyes he could catch a glimpse of his black rat Nightmare, who was climbing up his bed and making hissing noises.
"Don't give me that look Mary! Just a couple more!" he gasped as the sweat trickled down his face. Doing a couple more push-ups, he then stood up and grinned. "200!" he said and wiped his forehead. Being topless, he did not have to worry about any tshirt getting sweaty. But he did have to freshen up, shower, before classes. So he headed for the baths, but stopped on the way like he'd forgotten something. "Oh right!" he said as he went back to the desk, pulling out a drawer and finding half of a meatball he'd snuck out from dinner yesterday. "Here you go my lady" he said in a joking "noble" tone as he gave the food to the black rat sitting on his bed. She grabbed it from his hand and immediately started to munch on it, making her whiskers twitch up and down as she was chewing.

Timothy was not the guy to care for his appearance. After washing away all the sweat and now smelling "presentable". He just took some quick strokes with the toothbrush, putting on some deo and perfume and slipped on a pair of black pants (tight around his ankles and a bit baggy around the bum), a white shirt and a grey knitted cardigan. The neck tie was one of his "things" always wearing ones with chaotic patterns on. Today wearing a checked one.

His hair was still wet (almost dripping) when he left the dormitory and headed for the divination classroom. He let his fingers slide through the blond locks, almost making his hair even more messy.That rule with "hair should be coiffed" was not a possibility for Tim. His hair was just naturally a curly chaos, making even the teachers realize the fact and start to give up.
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Being a "night person", Yona hated mornings.. especially monday mornings. She was still asleep, her leg wrapped around the blanket "embracing it" as she sleep like a log. Her golden hair was spread out on the pillow, almost looking like some kind of gloria around her peaceful face.

"Thats not how you brew a wiggenweld potion... " she mumbled and turned around in her bed. Leiyona was quite famous for talking in her sleep, whether she liked it or not. Her biggest fear was probably blurting out something brutally honest (hurting someone) or talking during the nightmares she sometimes had about her fathers death. Not that she thought her roomie, Ophelia, would judge her. But Yona was not ready to open up quite yet. Instead, she was always putting on that "brave" facade.

Her beauty sleep was interrupted by the sound of the alarm, making Yona wrinkle her nose and yawn. She fumbled for the clock and was eager to turn off the terrible noise giving her headache. She stood up on wobbly legs and dragged herself out in to the little living room she shared with Fee. Scratching her leg and heading for Ophelias room, almost in a zombie-like state. Instead of bursting in, she just knocked on her door, letting out another yawn."Rise and shine beautiful" she said before heading to the bathroom. Only wearing panties and an ugly oversize tshirt - she started to get ready for the day. Yona was not the girl to "spend hours" on her appearance. She was like a robot in the morning, and did what she had to do. To be able to sleep for as long as possible, she compromised it by being very efficient.

Getting cleaned up, brushing her teeth, putting on her make up. Mainly being a pitch black dip-liner giving her the "cat eye" look. Back to her room - putting on her school uniform. White button up shirt with a big black neck bow, brown cardigan with black buttons, black short pleated skirt. Nude pantyhoses and beige over knee socks with 2 white stripes on. The over knee socks being her attribute to the otherwise boring dress code.

She combed her hair and styled it in two braids before feeling "satisfied". Before leaving for divination class, she went for her bed to pick up her backpack with books. Giving Gulliwer, her beautiful orange bengal cat, a few strokes- making him purr.
"Im leaving for class Fee!" she announced before walking out from the dormitory and steering her steps towards the classroom.

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On his way to class, Tim recognized the familiar backside of Leiyona. The two golden braids and the over knee socks giving her away. Since she still had the "upper hand" on their pranking games, he decided to get revenge. A bright smile appeared on his face as he sneaked up behind her, putting his fingers to each side of her tiny waist.

"Iiiiiiiiihh" a loud squeak sounded as she half jumped while turning around. Not that she was surprised, looking up and facing the tall and goofy figure of Timothy Cohen. Sighting when seeing the spark in his black eyes and the smug smile on his lips, flashing his distinct smile dimples. Yona just gave him her famous "furious look", almost having flames in her pupils.

"You will pay for this! Remember the worms in your spaghetti? I can do much worse. Just wait and see" she said with a serious, steady and sharp voice. Exposing a slight tone of her Scottish accent. Put together, meaning she meant business. She corrected her cardigan, rolling her eyes while turning around tripping off for class not waiting for Tim at all. She sat down at the back of the classroom, close to the windows and sank down. Leaning her face forward, almost lying down on the desk - not much different from a melted puddle. Divination was not one of her strengths. It was however something she believed in, even so- still being her precious "nap time" and making her yawn.

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Tim on the other hand, was taking a seat close to Chase. "Blue" he greeted him just nodding short. Then leaning forward and letting the dark eyes gaze down in Chase's lap - seeing the little black ferret curled up in a ball.
"Hello there little friend" he said, looking down. Reaching forward with his arm to stroke the extremely soft fur - just 2 soft strokes before leaning back on his chair again.

The whole thing probably looked extremely wrong/comical to the ones not knowing Fritz was lying in Chase's lap. But that was just typical Tim. Not respecting personal space, not thinking of his surroundings and very often doing awkward things / saying something that could be misinterpreted. He pulled out the books, dropping them on the desk with a muted thud. Before gazing over his shoulder (looking at the door) to see who else would show up...

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Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Evelyn Wright Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Ramsey Blackwood
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Fall was in full swing, leaves were steadilly dropping to the ground creating a golden blanket over the grounds of Remington Academy. its trees stood almost bare and rustled cheerfully in the cool breeze. The school had of course take its precautions against the cold and fireplaces were stoked in the halls and classrooms to keep the building warm.

While the chills sent a few shivers through those taking up residence at the school it was very apparent that Remington's occupants were full of the hottest and latest news on who was taking who to the upcoming ball. Naturally in the coming weeks it was clear the teachers were going to get very little from their students as the event was surely far more important than a few grades.


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Sunlight shone through the old dusty windows of the Chandra dorm room, the happy beams of light danced playfully over the closed eyes of one Evelyn Wright. She seemed rather peaceful in her sleep and hand a hand resting upon soft fluffy white fur. There were soft purrs emanating from the fur ball and when Eve finally opened her eyes and tried her best to blink away the sun she found herself staring into beautiful light blue eyes.
"Mmm-Morning... Felix." The cat named after the inventor of cheering charms purred happily at her and she took a few minutes to pet his head and scratch behind his ears before she finally resigned herself to getting up. It was much earlier than she needed to be up but sadly one Evelyn had woken she was cursed with the inability to fall back asleep.

Deciding this was a blessing rather than a curse she got to her feet and began her morning ritual of dressing and fixing her hair. She contemplated a number of silly socks before deciding she would just wear some flats. Turning then to do her hair she fixed it in a wave behind her back and remembered to slip a flower into her hair. It wasn't often that Eve didn't have some sort of floral arrangement in her hair. She slipped her green and gold fabric bracelet onto her arm as a symbol of her house and decided that she looked rather pretty this day.

When she was finally ready she gave Felix a kiss farewell and moved into the common area of the Chandra dorm. Here she readied herself a steaming cup of green tea. She hummed a soft tune as she powered down some cereal and when she was finished she whispered a quick cleaning spell over the dishes and set them aside for someone else to use. It seemed she was the only one up so far and so she made sure to be extra quiet when she grabbed her green backpack of school work and her tea. She left the Dorm and made her way towards Remington's Library. There she could get some work done before the first class of the day: Divination.

Divination was a class that Eve couldn't seem to master despite her best efforts. It had gotten to the point where she was beginning to make things up just to ensure she had something to say when she was forced to look into the fog. Her latest premonition had been that she was going to loose something important to her. However it seemed this wasn't the case so far.
While in the merry month of May from me home I started, Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted... She whispered to herself as she settled herself in the Library. She pulled out some History of Magic Essay she had been working on about the victimization of Vampires in the 1700's. The tune she sang softly was clearly Irish and made her think of home. There was always some form of music playing at home, mainly Irish tunes as the Wrights were quite proud of their heritage.

She had begun work on flipping to a page in her book when a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts. Her head moved up and she looked upon the friendly face of Vincent. She broke into a beam and straightened suddenly. Vincent of course was her most dear friend and she treasured him greatly. He asked her how she was and called her lovely, sending a small blush of delight into her cheeks. Being a red head she was cursed with blushes. He asked her how she had slept and Eve shrugged.
"It was good, no strange dreams no nightmare. I feel rested." She told him. They continued to chat for a while and she set aside her books and let her attention focus directly on her friend. Eve had always placed a higher value on friendship than any grade she could get.

Vincent moved their conversation to explain he needed some help with his transfiguration and she perked up at the idea of being of use. Laughing as he seemed a little frightened of the idea of being turned into a cup she lifted her own tea and said "Cheers then. Let's see what we can do."

They finished with only a few minutes to spare to get to Divination and so Eve gathered her things and walked with Vincent to class. Already quite a few students had made it and they were sitting haphazardly around the room. She noticed that Vincent took a seat close to Timothy and sighed inwardly. Why him? she thought to herself but deciding she could deal with it she sat down as well and smiled at the others.

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This was not exactly the best morning for Collin Huff. He'd spent a sleepless night in his room waiting for word of his father. Henry Huff had been attending yet another rally overseas to protest the Dark Lord reign and it had been over twenty four hours since he had heard from him. When Henry was off fighting for the cause he always ensured he kept in contact with his son to let him know that he was still alive. However this owl was late and it was driving Collin a little crazy. His knee rattled impatiently and when he heard the sound of owl talons scratching against the window he jerked up and rushed over.

The owl carried a small scrap of paper and when it had successfully delivered its note it left without giving Collin the chance to thank it. He rolled open the paper and let out a breath.

All is well


The words were quickly scrawled down and Collin felt a wave of relief move through him and he sank back down onto his bed. It took him a moment or two to process that everything was going to be alright, at least for the moment. Deciding then that he could get a move on with his day Collin stood and began to search his sheets until he found a small dark lump snoozing near the end of the bed. He scooped up the animal and it let out a small squeak of surprise to which Collin apologize deeply for.
"Ah Shit. Sorry Vinny. I didn't mean..." He trailed off and looked at the mouse apologetically. He placed Vinny in the pocket of his trousers and adjusted the straps on his suspenders. He had yet to change out of yesterdays clothes and when he checked the time he decided he could just wear them again.

It wouldn't do to be late again. So Collin gathered his things for class and remembered to spray on some body mist so at least he wouldn't smell too musty. He left his room and grabbed an apple, a yogurt and an bar to eat on the way to class. The thought that his father was alive and well put a little spring into his step and he walked past Professor Blackwood and gave the man a nod before entering the classroom.

There were already a few people there and so he took a seat near the back and sighed a little. He spotted his Friends Yona and Tim and sent them a cheerful smile before he looked down at his food. He opened the bar of Oats nuts and placed it on the desk, her crushed it and let the crumbs lie where they will. Vinny hearing the sound of breakfast eagerly climbed out of his pocket and onto the desk where he munched happily.

And so another day had begun.

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Having grown up in something of a dungeon, it was perhaps no surprise that Torrence Hollingsworth felt so at home nestled deeply within stone walls. Lyonhearth Manor was an estate teeming with history, quite a bit of it hidden under the surface. Secret passages and corridors were everywhere if you knew where to look, and over the years, thanks to one McKenna James, Torrence had come to know the network very well. His favorite spot however, remained the large stone antechamber Mac had affectionately named the โ€œHubโ€, as it had numerous splintering hallways that led to dozens of places throughout the campus. Itโ€™s large, open, circular interior also provided a convenient space for his private projects, effectively functioning as a workshop of sorts. His corner to the left was littered with wires, hunks of jittering metal, and various contraptions with blinking lights and unperceivable purposes. Posters of muggle bands littered the walls, working effectively as both decor, and elaborate system of tunnel markers.


โ€œStill no luck trying to convert spells into coding? What are you even trying to get it to do anyway?โ€ A familiar set of blonde curls came bouncing into view out of the north tunnel. It wasnโ€™t uncommon for Mac to take morning excursions through the tunnels, but that passage only let out onto the grounds and forest.


โ€œItโ€™s seven in the morning, and youโ€™ve already been out hiking. Do you not sleep or something?โ€ Toricโ€™s voice held an edge, aggravated that she would go off on her own like that. Some of the tunnels and chambers they explored looked more like decrepit ruins, and the thought of Mac getting caught up in something out there alone made Toric uneasy.


โ€œHa! Thatโ€™s rich coming from you! Did you even go to bed last night?โ€ Toricโ€™s silence was the only confirmation Mac needed to smugly continue on. โ€œYouโ€™re gonna be in for a rough ride if you get caught snoozing in divination again. A real shame thatโ€™d be.โ€

โ€œSince when did you start caring about divination? Youโ€™re usually the one cheering to skip it.โ€ Toric snorted in reply, never losing a beat with his coding. He fell into the banter easily, unwilling to start a fight this early in the morning.


โ€œAre you kidding, a week before the dance?! Iโ€™m taking bets on how many desperate dopes start reading pick up lines in their tea leaves!โ€ Mac cackled. โ€œSpeaking of...have you got a date yet or what? You canโ€™t sit out every social event on campus. The loner genius bit gets tacky after a while.โ€


Toricโ€™s ears turned an embarrassing shade of red, but if his mind flashed briefly to a certain Orenda girl with hair as unpredictable as her whims, he didnโ€™t give Mac the satisfaction of letting on. โ€œYeah well, who exactly are you going with hmm? I heard Lukas Krauter was planning to ask you, but heโ€™s a pig working down the list, so I wouldnโ€™t take it personally.โ€


โ€œEw, not even as a joke dude.โ€ Mac made a face. Lukas was a decent enough sort, well groomed, athletic, proportional and all that. He just suffered under the unfortunate delusion that he was godโ€™s gift to women, giving him all the confidence of Casanova without any of the charm.


โ€œIโ€™ve got a few prospects in mind.โ€ Mac recovered quickly with a grin, a glint in her eyes that Toric knew all too well.


โ€œOh just leave the poor guy alone!โ€ Toric groused, finally shoving away from the makeshift contraption he called a computer to stretch his limbs. โ€œNext to Frenching the guy in potions, Iโ€™m not sure how much more forward you could be. If he liked you, donโ€™t you think heโ€™d have said something by now?โ€ Koda Cheveyo got enough harassment on a daily basis without Mac hanging off his arm every chance she got. Sometimes when a guy was brooding and unresponsive, it just meant they wanted to be left alone, a fact Toric could attest to.


โ€œItโ€™s a work in progress.โ€ Mac admitted grudgingly. โ€œBesides, with what Iโ€™ve got planned for today, even heโ€™s gonna crack a smile!โ€ She declared, quickly regaining her optimism. Toric just shook his head, recognizing a losing battle when he saw one. Toric had a bad feeling Mac was just going to have to learn the hard way.

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If Mac spent the better part of an hour after her shower taming her her curls into a coiffe and making sure her makeup was just right, the young witch was willing to forgive herself for the exercise in vanity. Mac never looked like a slouch, but a monday morning session of divination rarely warranted such effort. Today however, had to be perfect, right down to the matching gold buttons. Kodaโ€™s brooding nature had proved a formidable adversary, but today she was going to get those perfect cupid bow lips of his to curve into a smile...and maybe a few less innocent things, but for now, Mac would settle for a smile!


Mac had spent the morning scouting out the perfect spot for their next excursion, a place with plenty of mystery and romantic appeal to suit her purposes, but also enough natural wonder to it, that no one could help but look around in awe. Mac couldnโ€™t wait to get him there, and reminded herself to find a nice treat for Auto, since he helped her to find the treasure in the first place.

Once Mac deemed her appearance acceptable, she bound out of the Chandra common room, for once caring about being late to divination. Predictably, Torrence beat her to class, and had taken a seat by himself in the middle row, thumbing through a text about something called Java Script. Surveying the classroom, Mac noticed the usual groups had come together.. Ramsey Blackwood and his gag-worthy posse had begun to form, and while Mac might have been inclined to share a few good morning insults with Drachen to get the day started off just right, today she had other priorities. Sweeping past for once without a word, she hoped the inbred club would catch the hint.

On the other side of the room, was the group she normally would gravitate to, which included a sizable portion of the Fawkes quodpot team. The fact they also happened to be some of her closest friends (rather than her teammates on team Chandra) was a testament to how often people thought sheโ€™d been sorted into the wrong house. On a typical day, Mac would join the them, saddling up to Dom, flirting with Tim, or boasting light heartedly about quodpot with Chase. That section had already become a bit crowded however, and as her eyes lingered on the back of the room, she knew exactly where sheโ€™d be sitting.

Enchanting a piece of parchment into the shape of a bird, Mac sent a quick note flying gracefully toward Dom, which landed neatly by his hand. Iโ€™m on the hunt. Meet up for lunch? Dom would understand, and Mac always filled him in later. With that taken care of, Mac sauntered toward the back of the classroom, taking up the empty seat to Kodaโ€™s right.

โ€œClear your schedule for the evening, weโ€™re going out tonight!โ€ Mac let out in a hushed conspiratorial whisper, her lips brushing closer to Kodaโ€™s ear than was strictly necessary.

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"Now you've got him started." Tim bit his lip and folded his hands like he was praying for forgiveness - looking down at the little ferret with a heartbroken expression. The fact that the long black pile of fur reminded him a bit of Nightmare - but bigger - made the corners of his lips twitch trying not to laugh, as he shook his shoulders. "Sorry Fritz" he mumbled. The dark and slightly hoarse voice was followed by one of his adorable smiles- the dimples almost taking over his cheeks. Timothy had always treated animals like "small humans" and he did even show them more courtesy and respect than he did towards some people. Not that it was very hard considering how some humans behaved, sneaking a glance to the table in the back where Drachen and Ramsey where sitting. Looking back at Chase, he fired off a mischievous smirk- seeing how his friend rubbed the ferret's belly. The sight gave him an idea...

"Picture this... becoming an animagus looking exactly like the pet of some hot person. Then getting belly rubbed all day long.." Tim smirked, turning his dark dreamy eyes to the window. Gazing out thinking about what a lovely life that would be.. no more school or homework.. Almost drifting off in his own little daydream..

However, his lovely thoughts where disrupted by the sound of good morning greetings and the arrival of students. Tim had always been a bit "distant and sluggish" once he started to think. So he had to shook his head before grasping the situation, seeing Vince and "that flowergirl" joining them at the table. Timothy called her flowergirl, since she always had flowers in her hair.. But he did not really know her at all, reason being she avoided him like he was the black plague or something. Instead he turned his attention to Vincent, now sitting next to him.

"Oy, morning" steady words accompanied by his custom smile. He reached for Vince's hat, giving it a soft push, making it positioned a bit crooked. "Aaand it's a masterpiece! Now you're dressed to grill some bad laveau students". The fact that Vincent was Tim's first friend at Remington, and knowing how much effort it took for him to accomplish that - probably made Vince the person that Tim had most respect for, plus being forever grateful. Despite this- he could not resist to be a tease from time to time. And how could he have let that hat be! Come on! I mean, it was just like putting candy in front of a kid.

Another voice broke Tims little "bubble". He raised his head, staring up at the figure of one kind and fair little dove. Ophelia. Her smile felt so warm, but made his own die into a dead serious expression. He swallowed hard. Even if Fee always had been nice to him and actually treated him like he was...normal? - he just froze every time he saw her.

Maybe he was part scared of probably the kindest person in the school? Something that was very comical, considering how "harmless" Fee was. Still, he just could not help but to turn shy whenever she appeared. Therefore, quickly -when meeting her gaze, he turned his (now) pale face away. Almost "hiding" behind Vincent as he stared down at the dark veining's on the wooden desk. Looking quite pathetic playing invisable, with his messy locks falling over to hide his eyes.

Meanwhile, professor Kang had entered the classroom. "Good morning, everyone. I trust you all had a good weekend." her calm voice sounded, almost fading out in all the curtains, fabrics and textiles that decorated the room. Making the divination classroom feel like one cozy and dreamlike fabric store - only the crystal balls giving it away. Some students answered her question. A few mumbled and some just shook there shoulders. Tim belonged to that part who just did not bother to answer. Thinking that the weekend had passed by way too fast and another week of studies and- like that wasn't enough- worrying about the ball that was ahead of him.

Timothy tilted his head further down, before curving his lower lip to the side to "blow" the hair away from his face. The blonde hair was still wet after the shower, which had created wet darker marks on the shoulders of his knitted grey cardigan. In the background, he listened to Chase talking about neck ties and teasing Dom - nothing out of the ordinary. He yawned and spun his wrist, making a clicking sound as he did some mornings stretching. When seeing a bit better and finally straightened out his tall siluett (sitting upright again), he noticed Collin in the back - firing off a cheerful smile towards him an Yona. Tim was always quick to react whenever Collin was cheerful. He spun around on the chair, raising on arm - giving Collin a "thumbs up" (like he approved Col's smile) while winking with one eye. He also noticed some other students dropping in. Kieran taking a seat with their big "group" in the middle, not that he knew her very well. He could also see that Mac, his (gorgeous as always) flirting victim, was already present in the room- sitting next to "that silent vampire dude" in the back. Interesting.

Tim turned around, now facing professor Kang as he waited for the class to start. The books and all the tools where already on his desk, as he was eager to just "get this over with". Not that Timothy had anything against divination - the opposite! He enjoyed the "look in to the future" thing and he always tried his best in classes. Most of the time by achieveing "Uuhhmmm uuhmmmm" noises and make things up (half of the time doesn't even understanding what it is he's saying since his mouth just starts to talk by itself). The only problem was that Tim had forgotten to eat breakfast, and knowing they had lunch after this made his stomache growl.

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As Vincent sat down in the same table with Timothy, Evelyn also sat down with them, across the table with a visible unpleasant expression. It was only then did he remember that she doesn't really get along with the guy. Facepalming himself, he exhaled a sigh. He should have known by now that even though he got along well with many people, it doesn't mean that they particularly got along with each other either. Hoping that they wouldn't feel too uncomfortable... He sheepishly thought as he cast his gaze around the classroom to see if there's anything interesting.

His stream of thought was cut off when Timothy greeted him and reached out his hand to play with his hat, making it a little bit crooked, stating that he now looked ready to grill some Laveau jerks. Giggling and fixed his hat back to its' original position, Vincent replied, "You might be right, but I'd prefer if I burn them down without even moving an inch of my hat. And you're wearing Men's Hugo, right? Fabulous choice, let me tell ya ~" Timothy is also another precious friend of his and despite being a little eccentric, the guy is reliable. It really is a pain at first to get him to talk, since he was so hard to get, but all efforts paid off, after all.

When Chase spoke up and remarked as of how much he needed an alarm clock more than Vincent needed to study, he chuckled, "Well, I need to do it anyway, whether I like it or not. Prof. Erin will turn me into some sort of public art or something if I didn't hand my report in tonight." Vincent shrugged and laughed, "I just didn't want to kick you out of your beauty sleep so early. Be grateful." He mischievously winked to his roomy. It's always fun having some chit-chat with Chase like this and never would he missed a chance to do so.

Moments later, Dominic entered the scene and Vincent almost felt like his heart was popping the moment he saw the elder Hahn sibling entered the scene. Unlike Chase who outwardly flirted with the guy, he just turned his face away to hide his blushing face. He knows that he's pretty much looking like a teenage girl being lovesick or something, but taking into account of how they are now, he could never mustered up the courage to speak up what he thinks when it comes to Dominic, instead just watching him from afar. But he shouldn't lose his cool, so he tried to smile brightly, "Annyeong, Dom. Have a nice sleep yesterday?" He totally didn't expect that he would spurt that out in Korean, but ol' habits don't die easily.

Luckily, Ophelia also stepped into the classroom almost right away. Turning his attention to her, Vincent tried to distract himself from the fantasies that are whirling around in his mind. Waving to her with yet another bright smile, he greeted, "Mornin' Fee. Sleep well yesterday, sweetheart?" He chuckled as he saw Timothy put his face away, almost as if he's trying to hide from her. It was quite adorable, if he had to say. Ophelia is an endearing girl, and it's not a surprise to see she being loved by many, even Vincent himself, in a brotherly way. She had always looked out for him since they were just kids, so it's natural that he did the same for her as well. If only she didn't have to live in such a dreadful family, but that's not too much of a problem now since he knows Dominic is by her side.

Taking a moment to take a look around, Vincent couldn't help acknowledging how lively the classroom is now since most of the students have arrived. Most of his acquaintances are sitting in the same corner with him. Leiyona is lying faced down on the table, as usual, since Divination and her apparently don't get along with each other, but that's understandable for someone as fierce as her. The geeky boy Collin was smiling to her and Timothy, which Vincent raised his eyebrow at, since it wasn't something you would see everyday. And then it comes to McKenna, who is conversing with her friends. He chuckled slightly as he remembered the last Thursday when they leave a goo bomb disguised in the shape of a love letter in the closet of a Laveau blood supremacist. The look on the jerk's face afterward is totally golden and before the professors could catch their tails, they were long gone. It's never seized to be fun whenever he could sit down and got something cooking with her.

"Have any plan after classes today, Eve?" He smiled and asked Evelyn. He doesn't have a particular plan of what he's going to do afterschool either. Perhaps he should be starting to find some attires for the upcoming ball now. Speaking of the ball, he secretly wondered if anyone would ask him out, or if he had to ask someone out by himself. It's also been a while since the last time he actually do some dancing around, so he got to brush up some practice, too.

When Prof. Kang asked the whole class whether they have had a good weekends, Vincent smiled and nodded to her. Divination definitely wasn't his favorite class, but as with most of the professors in Remington, he holds a huge respect for her. Then, he turned his attention back to the crystal ball sitting in the center of the round table. He knows for sure that he shouldn't trust most of the thing it tells him. Vincent once foresaw that he would be making out with one of the boys he knows, but none of them made him to do that so far. Taking the books and his quill out from his bag, he sat impatiently, waiting for the class to begin.

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Eve went about setting up for class, she pulled out a notebook that she had carefully drawn mandalas over. With a small bit of spell work she had made them glow a cheery yellow with movement. And so they shone brightly at her as she flipped open the book. The pages were filled with notes and small drawings as well as notes passed between her and other class mates. Like Vincent Eve loved conversation and she made a point to keep up communication even during lessons.

She was silent as Vincent greeted his friends and decided that perhaps she was being a little too silent. So when Ophelia was being greeted by Vincent she joined in.
"Good Morning Fee!" she said cheerfully. Deciding it was rude to greet only her and not the others she sent Chase and Dominic and yes even Timothy small smiles. She could fake it if she wanted to. Vincent seemed to be looking around and so Evelyn decided to glance around as well, ever the follower.

She noted that a few students were missing, specifically Vladik. Perhaps he was ill? She frowned a little to herself hoping that was not the case. Her thoughts were interrupted by Vincent who had turned his attention back to her. He asked if she had any plans after classes and she nodded.
"Actually!" She started eagerly. "The green house is starting to mature the Bouncing Bulbs. I hear they can get as big as a door. I was hoping Professor Reed might let me look at them." She realized that may have sounded a little to enthusiastic over a plant so she shrugged a little but kept the smile on her face.

There was something very interesting to her about a giant bulb being able to flatten its caretaker. She made a mental note to perhaps pick up some healing herbs for Vladik incase he was sick. She was sure he would hate the gift but it was the thought that counted. Prof. Kang entered the classroom just then. She settled up at the front and asked how everyone's weekends had been. Eve just smiled and murmured something intelligible as an answer. As class was getting underway Eve took out a small purple pen and wrote in dainty cursive

Who are you taking to the ball?

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Collin felt a small rush of warmth move through him as Timothy offered him a thumbs up and a grin in return. He would go ahead and catch up with Timothy after class. Perhaps the both of them could get in some flying practice that night. It would still be some time before Orenda and Fawkes would have a match against one another unless both won against their team in the upcoming week.

He let his gaze move down to Vinny who had finished the crumbs on the desk and was sniffing around eagerly for more. Collin did have a few crumbs left in his hand and he persuaded Vinny to roll over and even play dead for a few more scraps. As he was doing so Koda entered the classroom and proceeded to sit in the back by him.

Feeling in a fairly decent mood Collin lifted a hand in greeting and watched as Vinny turned his dark eyes upon Koda his nose going wild. The brown mouse scurried on over to Koda clearly smelling something on him, be it a familiar or food Collin wasnโ€™t sure. The small creature stood on its hind legs and looked at the dark haired boy expectantly.

Collin leaned over then extending his arm for Vinny to climb on and gave Koda an apologetic look. "Sorry." he muttered "Vinny is a nosy bugger." Vinny seemed to take offense to that statement however and he moved closer to Koda and eventually jumped onto the boys lap. Collin was too embarrassed to notice that Prof. Kang had already entered and was setting up.


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It was an ungodly hour to be awake, even for people who were early risers, but Vasilia Volkov was already up and about. The young woman quickly made her bed and began her morning routine like any every Monday morning. The young woman wasn't fond of waking up early, being a night-owl, but the truth of the matter was the young redheaded teenager could never get more than four hours of sleep. It wasn't like it bothered her much, in all honesty, she'd much rather tend to her garden at an early hour than to get a couple more hours of shuteye.

Unlike her brother, Vasilia didn't bother to decorate her dormitory with lavishing furniture and adorn it with extravagance. In fact, her side of the dormitory almost appeared to be empty altogether whenever aside from her stack of books that she frequented every day. She took a pause and stared at her roommate sleeping soundly on her bed. The two had barely talked at all other than when it was necessary for the entire period that they had been living together. Vasilia had no doubt it had to do with the fact that the girl was a muggle-born and was fearful of her, aside from the obvious fact, she had a distinctive way in which she occasionally glanced at Vasilia, a mixture of distress and vigilance whenever they were in the same room. The young girl took a quick glance at the long strand of black tape that had been placed in their mutual agreement to make a clear distinction of their living space, to some, it might have appeared to be somewhat comical but the two girls took it with most seriousness in keeping their distance from each other. After all, Vasilia didn't see the need in exposing her to Vladik who surely would have no qualm in harassing her if she were to annoy her in the slightest.

It didn't take her long to get ready before she quickly grabbed her books and notebook before she quickly made her way into the greenhouse as she did every morning. There was hardly a single soul outside of their dormitories, the sun yet to make an appearance. A wide smile was immediately drawn as soon as she made her way into the greenhouse. Vasilia had a smile drawn on her face as soon as she saw her Dracaena looking as lively as ever, its wide leaves had already grown a couple inches since the last time she used her homemade fertilizer.

"You're looking as good as ever Drachy," Vasilia adressed the plant in amusement, baptizing it after Drachen.

The girl made a quick mental note so as to share the recipe to Max, she had no doubt he'd be pleased to hear the fertilizer had been a complete success, after all, he was the only other person Vasilia considered shared her utmost passion when it came to herbology. Only after she finished watering every living thing that required her careful hands did she notice that she would be terribly late for class if she didn't scurry ahead into Divination.

Before too long, the young girl had finally made it outside the classroom. The first thing she noticed was that she had barely made it in time seconds before the professor began the class. Without wasting time with pleasantries the young woman hurried to take a seat next to her brother, Vasilia already feeling Vladik's scornful eyes at her being nearly late.

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Iโ€™m on the hunt. Meet up for lunch? Dom read the note with an amused scoff, glancing to his friend as his lips curved into a smirk.

"Looking good as always Dom. I do enjoy seeing you in a tie... The things I could do with that tie." Dominic's expression of response was a cold deadpan. Honestly, Dom was used to Chase's flirtations by now. It was a part of Chase's personality, and the game of smirks was something he seemed to constantly be playing. There were occasions when he had to remind himself that it was just that, a little fun, as Blue had a knack for faux sincerity. It was charming, really. And frustrating.

"Annyeong, Dom. Have a nice sleep yesterday?" Dom smiled at Vincent, offering a firm nod of affirmation, and a warm mhm. Actually, no. He'd had a rather nasty nightmare last night. His boggart had seemingly escaped into his dreams. But he wasn't about to mention it.

Fee's arrival quickly took Vincent's attention, and he offered her a casual wave as he leaned back in his chair.

"Mornin' Fee. Sleep well yesterday, sweetheart?" Fee glanced to the other members of the group, noticing Timothy avoiding meeting her eyes. For but a millisecond, her smile faltered, but then she was back to brightness, and she replied cheerily to Vincent's query. "Yes, thanks. You?"

She didn't get to hear his reply though, because Vedika clapped her hands firmly together, notifying them all that class was officially in session. Having overheard Vladik's angry comment, her lips had only curved into a smirk, not surprised by the boy's distaste. Divination was different from most classes. Most classes, even someone with no skill could study, could practice, and, usually, could get better. But divination? Divination required a natural talent, it required sight. It was a pretentious-sounding thing to say aloud, but it was true enough. If one couldn't see, one seldom ever would.



"Alright. I marked your cartomancy externals over the weekend and the results were... varied." As she spoke, a stack of papers rose into the air, and began floating down the row between the desks, each graded test landing gracefully in front of its respective owner. She smiled, "f you remember, I also promised that I would reward the five five students with the highest scores. Helena Eld. Nikolai Romain. Ophelia Hahn. Orchid Grimsbane. Moira Blackwood. Ten house points each."

She sighed, and the curtains flicked open, letting in the sunlight and brightening up the room. On each desk, a steaming teapot and three tea cups appeared. "Now, with that out the way, get into groups of three." As the class began to move into groups, she spoke over the chatter. "Before we move onto the next topic of oneiromancy, I figured we'd have a bit of a break, and go back to old school tasseography."

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This was just a very ordinary monday morning with divination class for Leiyona. Lying face down almost melted from the chair on to the desk, her two braids spreading out from each side, making her look like pippi longstocking. Well maybe a mix of pippi and sleeping beauty- considering what Yona where doing. Outside her window, the branches where dancing softly in the fresh autumn breeze and a lonely blackbird was seated on the windowsill on the other side off the antique stained glass. Ofc, Leiyona did not take notice, she was quite occupied with squeezing her cheek against the top of the round table and groaning every now and then - thinking about how she was "snoozing" on borrowed time.

Since Leiyona hade been unwary of who had entered the classroom during the last 15 minutes, she had missed out on Collins arrival and his cheerful smile. But now; as she glanced through her thick eyelashes with a blurry vision, taking a sneak to her side, she could see the familiar silhouette- who at the moment where exercising tricks with little Vinny.

Suddenly, her mind where wide awake again and her muscles on the alert. She sat up from her chair and rushed over to her fellow Orenda. It was really like pressing this on/off switch. And when Yona was on the go, she really was this living whirlwind. Now standing in front of his table, both hands leaning on the desktop as she bowed down her head and panted a few breaths.

"You should have woken me up. I was worried you know!" her face was demanding, but at the same time it showed how much she cared: deep wrinkles on her forehead and two shiny big eyes staring at her friend Collin. She leaned in a bit closer, giving Vinny a fast soft stroke on his back.
"Your dad.. have you heard anything?" soft like honey, whispering. Words just brushing over her lips and barely creating any sound. Leiyona was worried after all. She knew it was a delicate matter, and not something for all students to hear. So she raised her eyebrow, giving him a "meaning" look while slowly regaining her breath and waiting for his answer.


In the corner of her eye, she could register a turquoise skirt and brown long curls, meaning professor Kang had most certainly entered the room. She turned her head to confirm her suspicion. "Gotta go Col. Kang is here. We'll catch up later, key?" she managed to utter before walking back to her seat at the window. On her way there, she could swear she saw a flash of surprise on Kang's graceful face as they walked passed each other. Most likely when Kang noticed that Leiyona was not sleeping - but up and walking!

Leiyona did not have anything against Kang, at all. She actually found the gracious and mature seer very cool (especially when standing up against Vlad)- main reason being how she was so prideful about her subject, divination, and getting all cold when students doubted or insulted the content of the class. The teacher herself, however, did not seem very fond of Yona though, and those firm claps where often a way to wake her up. Leiyona would often excuse herself with "you know how the visions comes to me in my dreams" and Kang just looking at her with this sharp look - being able to tell lies from the truth..

Back at her table, she corrected her braids who'd gotten all messy after the nap, and started to arrange her books to the suggested pages. She yawned when the parchment paper of the graded test landed on the desk in front of her, then scratched her neck a bit lingering. Leiyona may be useless at predicting the future - but she just knew her grade would be a total disaster. And turning over the paper was just confirming her fears. Despite studying like crazy, she did not possess the ability. The end- regardless how hard she tried. And getting high grades on every other subject would not be enough. If she was going to have any chance at follow in her mothers footsteps, and becoming a healer, she would have to get good overall grades on her O.W.L s (divination included...)

She moaned as she dejectedly collapsed at the desk with a thud. Lying face down, a second time, her hearing was her primary sense. "Oh, Kang... This is one of the reasons why you're my favorite." A familiar voice found its way to her ears, giving her a shiver. Leiyona could recognize that stuck up, confident voice anywhere. Nikolai...

She closed her fists, arms lying in front of her at the desk, and every muscle in her body tensed up. Almost holding her breath, still facing down, waiting for him to choose a seat. Footsteps sounding closer and closer.. She let her fingernails dig deep in to her palms, trying to calm down her racing heartbeat with the feeling of feeble pain. Could this day get any worse? First the grades and now she had to deal with HIM. She exhaled, loudly, as he sat down next to her, and slowly got up from her lying position.
"Looks like you're stuck with me if you want to pass, sweetheart." Now sitting upright, Leiyona rubbed her right cheek with the back of her hand- trying to get rid of the red mark her powernap had caused.

"Wow, lucky me.. i feel so.. honored" her words where dry and ironic (especially having in mind that Nikolai flirted with pretty much everything that moved). Normally she would have snapped back at him as her countermove. But not today, she was just not her usual feisty self right now. Her grey eyes where hazy with defeat and she was quite.. numbed.. after realizing her career choice might be falling out of reach.. Maybe it was a good thing pairing up with Nik this time? Just maybe. He was quite talented at divination.. Slowly she came back from her sedated state, now noticing how he was sitting a little bit too close, and with his arm around the back of her chair. Put together, it made her feel fenceless- so she lifted her right foot under the table, placed in on top of his left toe and pressed down.

"I guess i can bear with you, this once" weak words with a soft sight. She started to pour up tea in all 3 teacups, never knowing who might join them. One elbow on the desktop and her chin resting in her palm. Leiyona reached for her teacup with her other hand and brought it towards her lips. They had to drink it before being able to read the future.
"Slรกinte"
she said in her gaelic scottish, giving Nikolai a forced smile before taking a sip.

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Character Portrait: Moira Blackwood Character Portrait: Chase Beckett Character Portrait: Vincent Chang Character Portrait: Vladik Roman Volkov Character Portrait: Vasilia Anastassia Volkov Character Portrait: Kieran Grimm Character Portrait: Ophelia Hahn Character Portrait: Collin Huff Character Portrait: Leiyona Evelyn McFleirn Character Portrait: Dominic Hahn Character Portrait: Timothy Lester Cohen Character Portrait: Torrence Hollingsworth Character Portrait: Orchid Grimsbane Character Portrait: Vedika Kang Character Portrait: Ramsey Blackwood Character Portrait: Drachen Eld Character Portrait: Helena Eld Character Portrait: Maximus Alderward Character Portrait: Nikolai Roman
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_____Orchid bolted up out of bed at the crack of dawn as Orchid always does; with a hail of blankets and curses. Once you've lived your whole life with it you start not to mind it so much, but the headaches never get any better. She only assumes it's normal, after all extensive use of magic can drain even the most astute wizards and witches, Orchid is no different. Every day as far back as she can remember she wakes with a pain in her frontal lobe. No doubt because of how many metamorphases she'll go through in one day, even the involuntary ones. Then there's class and practicing and all manner of shenanigans that certainly add to the riff raff going on in her little skull. It would be maddening if she wasn't already a bit mad herself.
She sit in bed for a while and rubbed her temples, the sharp pain slowly dulling into a livable ache. After breakfast and a nice hot bath it usually went away until the next morning. With this thought in mind she removed her fluffy blankets with a sigh and moved to the communal bathroom to do normal everyday bathroom things like washing hair, applying makeup, etc. etc. Most would assume Orchid would simply change her face to look as if she had already applied her makeup instead of preforming the teadious action herself. Orchid would be the first to say absolutely not. The mere idea of holding a face all day long is not only tiresome to even fathom but nearly a larger waste of time than doing it herself. Besides, painting the face was fun and Orchid was good at it. She did always take extra time to make sure her hair dark purple locks were curled just right and her clothes were ironed. She even made sure to spritz her favorite perfume, a warm sandalwood scent. She giggled as she drew up her gray stocking over her knee and up her leg. Oh yes, the picture of perfection indeed. The irony was never lost on her and never ceased to amuse her.
Headache, and now toiletries, out of the way, Orchid sat for a moment on her bed and at 2 or 3 granola bars, not feeling especially up to walking clear across campus for normal breakfast when her first class was half the distance. She was anything if not resourceful. They were bland as can be but she wolfed them down quickly and moved to grab her backpack and sweetie bag. As much as she would like to completely replace every facet of her diet with an absolutely comical amount of sugar, a witch needs her nutrients. Not to mention the all manner of ghosts and ghastlies her mother would send to torment her had she gotten wind Orchid wasn't eating her apple a day.
Headache, then toiletries, and not food over and done with, she walked over to Fernando's cage and smiled sweetly at the sleepy little carnivore before softly rasping on it.
"Bon dia Fernando. ร‰s el moment de comenรงar el dia , una preciosa."Good morning Fernando. It is time to start the day, Precious One.
He gave the sleepiest little yawn and stretched out his crystal-white wings before blinking tiny, bleary red orbs at her and squeaking softly. She cooed happily and opened his cage slowly and carefully used her finger to wedge under his little toes so he latched onto her rather than his perch. She finally drew him out and held him up so that his upside down face was level with hers. After the gentlest of Eskimo kisses she moved him toward her shoulder. He got the hint after some nudging and, with obvious batty grumpiness, fluttered about for a bit before perching on her shoulder and hiding his face in his wings.
"Res d'aixรฒ es bat travessa . Vam dir anem a comportar-se mรฉs o menys m'ajudi T'estic canviar de nou al carrer rates."None of that you naughty bat. Today we're going to behave or so help me I'm switching you back to street rats.
He gave a small squeak in submission before softly burrowing in her hair and nuzzling her head. She made a kiss noise and placed her backpack on her shoulders before finally setting off to class. It would have probably gotten underway right now, but if she knew Kang, she wouldn't be any good until her second to third cup of tea. She, of course, listened to music on the way and decided to forego mentos for a sucker today since it was morning and she'd already brushed her teeth. This one was strawberry of course since it was her favorite flavor, and she had a good bounce to her step as she made it to class just in time to see Kang handing out papers. At least she didn't miss anything important. Though, when she heard her name in group with the best grades she couldn't resist a small jig before fully entering the class. She knew she was good at Divination and didn't need the validation, but that doesn't mean she's not one to like her ego being stroked every once in a blood moon. She couldn't stay receded in the darkness for much longer though as the blinds were pulled apart with a strong amount of light filling the room. Naturally, Fernando, hissed and screeched before spearing up into the rafters to brood.
"I hope it's nice and dark up there, Nosferatu,"she said under her breath as she rolled her eyes. Cat was out of the bag any way, so she sauntered down the aisle waving at the other students in the class. "Hello everyone!"
Normally this would seem odd, but for almost everyone in the school Orchid could boast, if not neutral, a friendly relationship with and this was the quickest way to make everyone feel included. She was a politician, she was a friend, a judge, or even a confidante. She was what she wanted to be, and she didn't see a point in being nasty to anyone...yet.
She saddled up behind Helena and looked into the air at nothing in particular. The sugary treat made a pop as she pulled it from her now red-stained lips. While she was closest to Helena, she spoke at a volume that at least those surrounding could here. She did give Helena a look before exclaiming dramatically with her hand gracefully befallen her forehead,
"Oh my! Little Lonely me with no partnership to be found! What is a witch to do?"




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Koda looked sullenly resigned, and while it was far from the enthusiastic response she might have liked, Mac had learned to accept that was the best she was likely to receive. At least for now, she assured herself quickly, relentlessly cheerful. Tonight would be a turning point Mac was sure, and she was determined to make certain he enjoyed himself. Then, the next time she dragged him along to explore some new cavern or crevice, maybe heโ€™d even look forward to it. That was a pleasant thought.

Mac noticed the mouse before she saw Collin, whoโ€™d been pretty quiet in the corner so far. Koda didnโ€™t seem to react to the small visitor, which was comforting in a way, as Mac might have been more than a little upset if an, albeit cute, rodent could get more of a response from him than she could. Crawling around in tunnels and other abandoned structures had mostly desensitized her to such creatures, so Macโ€™s indulgent glance at Collinโ€™s familiar was pleasant, if a bit disinterested.

When their paperโ€™s came floating back, Mac wasnโ€™t the least bit surprised she hadnโ€™t made it into the top five, though the fact sheโ€™d eked out a passing mark was a pleasant turn. Pity, or a great deal of amusement on Kangโ€™s part, Mac suspected had to the most to do with it, as the young witch hadnโ€™t taken the assignment the least bit seriously. While her reading of the cards were technically in line with the book, Mac had used them to make ridiculously absurd predictions that read more like jokes than actual glimpse into the future. The sight, as far a Mac was concerned, was something you had or you didnโ€™t, and even then she was deeply skeptical. Prophecies had a tendency to be conveniently vague, and with parameters like that, you could twist anything to fit if you wanted it to badly enough.

Turning to Koda, Mac shrugged apologetically as she glimpsed his far superior mark, resolving to at least attempt to take todayโ€™s assignment a bit more seriously for his sake. Watching the tea set float to their table, Mac couldnโ€™t help the bemused smile that twisted her lips as she realized sheโ€™d ironically predicted their lesson earlier in the morning. โ€˜Apparently Iโ€™ve got more of the gift than I thought!โ€™

Mac accepted the poured cup with good cheer, her eyes glancing sideways at Collin, still without a group, nearby. โ€œWeโ€™ve got an open spot.โ€ She called over in clear invitation that was neither pushy, nor grudging. Collin was welcome to join if he needed a group, and if he had better prospects in mind, there would be no hard feelings. Mac suspected heโ€™d accept though, as it was both convenient, and Collin seemed comfortable around Koda, which was nice to see. While Mac enjoyed the times she had the dark brooding boy all to herself, she liked the thought of expanding Kodaโ€™s social circle with friendly presences; sheโ€™d seen too many people act toward him in pointless cruelty over the years.



Toric barely glanced at his returned assignment, noting the passing mark, and using the parchment as a bookmark with an air of disgruntlement as he was forced to abandon his preferred text. He looked up as Max made his late entry and took a seat in the open space to his right, returning a quick nod in acknowledgment. Max was an alright sort, though they werenโ€™t particularly close. Toric didnโ€™t complain though, there were far worse options in this room he could be stuck with, and as it became apparent they were supposed to pair up into group of three, Toric scanned the room for an additional prospect with a grim stare.

Mac had already situated herself with Koda (of course), and it looked like she was ushering Collin over to be their third. Ramseyโ€™s corner was out of the question, not that Toric thought theyโ€™d demean themselves to join his group anyway. Glancing at the Fawkes group just made him feel tired. Toric didnโ€™t really have the energy or extroverted social skills to fit in there, but considering the size of the group, run off from there was probably their best bet.

Toric was contemplating calling out to one, Dom maybe, when he caught sight or Orchid. Always one to make an entrance, Toric proved a dutiful audience to her theatrics. His eyes were transfixed by the candy he knew without being told was strawberry as it passed between her lips, plumping them and leaving a glossy red stain. Toric had the sudden uncharacteristic urge to be bold, call out to Orchid and offer her a seat. Then she saddled up next to Helena, whose arms were already around Kieran, intent clear, and the moment passed. Toric might not have any gift of foresight, but he could see that group all but formed clear as day. Slumping back into his seat, mood soured considerably as he began denying to himself heโ€™d had the urge to begin with as he pulled out his divination book. Max could worry about getting them a third, heโ€™d likely have more luck regardless.

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Collin had managed to successfully retrieve Vinny from Koda, whom seemed to have not bothered with responding to him. Collin had to admit he felt a little relieved and he tucked the small creature into his breast pocket. He leaned back as Vinny adjusted himself and looked up suddenly as Yona was in front of him demanding to know why he had not woken her. His eyes widened a little in shock at her obvious distress. He hadn't even thought to tell her, he felt a rush of guilt and reddened in embarrassment.
"I'm so sorry... Yona... he is-" He was cut off by Prof. Kang entering the classroom and he lifted his hand in farewell as Yona rushed off to her seat.

He wished he could somehow relay a message to her that his father was alright but instead he leaned back into his seat and listened with half an ear as Kang handed out test results and declared the highest scores. His paper landed in front of him and he barely glanced at the Average score. Kang then invited everyone to partner up in group of three. Wishing that group projects could be banned from schools Collin prepared himself for the worst.

He noticed Koda and Mac partner up and was pleasantly surprised when Mac offered for him to join them. He nodded gratefully and shifted his seat closer to them. Mac was already pouring the tea and he reached for dainty little china cup and took a small sip. He tried to act natural despite was scalding liquid burning the roof of his mouth.
He coughed a little before he spoke "Uh Thanks..." He looked over at Koda and then back to Mac. He wondered what it took to make someone so cheerful. Kang suggested that they take out their textbooks to help translate the leaves and he did just that. The large dust book acted as his cup rest as he waited for the warm liquid to cool a little.

"I guess the nice thing about divination is the tea." Collin said softly. He did his best to make conversation. FInally the tea cooled enough for him to chug it down quickly. He swirled the final sip and then passed his cup to Koda who was on his left. Then opening his book to a helpful page he waited to get Mac's cup.
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Eve received her rather poor grade for her paper and quickly hid it. Despite her best efforts she could not seem to master the class. she waited patiently for Kang to explain to the class what they were doing. She straightened a little when she was told they would be separating into groups and was delighted. She loved any chance she could get to chat with her fellow classmates.

She waited a few moments while people partnered up and realized that perhaps she had waited to long. Even Koda and Collin had found groups while she was alone. Deciding that was no good she stood and looked around. She noticed Ophelia and decided that was where she wanted to be.
"Hello!" she said brightly, moving a seat closer to them and when Ophelia said they could be a group of four she sat and took out her book. She noticed Fee wincing as the teapot was rather hot and when the cups were poured she reached over and touched the girls hand. "Are you alright?" She asked. "I could go get a cool cloth if you need?"

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As per usual, Koda had been dead silent as he sat next to McKenna. She called Collin over to join their group and Koda was friendly enough to give the boy a nod. The two weren't exactly chums or anything but Koda didn't mind his company. He really hadn't been paying attention to any sort of socialization the two may have been having as he decided to focus on the assignment at hand. Koda wasn't entirely a fan of someone reading into his future but there was nothing he could really do about it if he wanted to keep his high marks in the class.

Koda had received Collin's cup before he even had the chance to down his own tea. Koda finally made a sound by sighing as he threw the contents back in one large swig before passing his cup to McKenna who happened to be sitting on his left. He was sure she'd have an interesting prediction for him. Koda focused on Collins cup though he hardly looked at his textbook as he scribbled down predictions into his spiral notebook.



Kieran was able to breathe a sigh of relief when Dom had been the one to answer her call. At least now Kieran wouldn't be completely tortured with Helena's constant and unwanted flirting. Plus they were sort of friends so it wasn't like they were horrible company towards each other. Helena also loved a challenge when it came to Dom which would take some of the attention off of Kieran for once.

Kieran had flipped open her text book just as she gulped down her tea. Unfortunately for her, Helena was to her left and the one reading her fortune while Kieran would be attempting to read Dom's. She waited for him to hand her his cup already knowing she would have no idea how to decipher any of it. Such a shame for Kieran and her grade.